new york natives and upstate upstarts join forces resulting in audio explosions, general chaos and mass hysteria.
ears will ring.
Lyrics
Reporter
Recall a story to me, something you might not want to say
Play a song for me in key, something you’d never play
Riches and tragedies and remedies took hold of you
You climbed the heights, found the night, saw the lights, dove into the blue
You want to, you need to you, wish you never did do
Your trying, your dying and I just keep on writing
Your burning, your bleeding, it makes for real good reading
While you recall all of your strange journeys through the back door
Tell a story to me about the loss of your innocence
Did it happen this way, did it make any difference
Were you the victim of circumstance or of belligerence?
I promise not to defame your name when the issue prints
